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The Past
Remembering Back..
Many Years Ago,
To The Suffering,
The Pain,
The Heart Stopping Hatred
That Drove Me Insane..
I Was A Zombie,
So Out Of My Head,
The Pills,
The Drink,
The Drugs,
The Shrink,
I Thought They Were Helping
To Try And Release Me,
From The Harrowing Hell
That Burned
Deep Inside Me..
Hypnotic Trance,
Shuffling Into Each Room,
I Hold My Arms Out Wide,
To Stop Me From Falling,
My Dark Evil Spirits
I Still Hear Them Calling..
I’ve Made It Back To My Room,
And Open The Door,
I Sink To My Knees
And Fall To The Floor,
Laid Out In Front Of Me
And All That I See,
Are My Babies Photos,
I Used To Remind Me..
There Meant To Help
And Get Me Through This,
But The Evil At Hand Is Starting To Use This,
To His Advantage He’s Making Them Speak,
He’s Making Them Talk,
The Hellbound Sadistic
Is Making Them Walk,
Around My Lifeless Body,
Whispering To Me ..
“Release The Spirits One More Time..
Pick Up The Razor And Score One More Line”
Sedated And Dreaming,
Not Having No Feeling,
I Listen To The Tear,
And Wait For The Damned Spirits To Disperse,
The Release Hits Me Like A Tornado,
I Gasp For Air,
Life Has Momentarily Returned,
I Say A Short Prayer
The Cut Breeds Life,
The Blood Runs Deep,
For Every Drug Or Pill I Eat,
Nothing Will Beat..
The Propulsion Of Life,
The Feeling Of Electricity Flowing Through My Veins,
I Have Returned,
Back Once Again..
The Hours Pass By,
My Wounds Are Now Healing..
I’m Back Where I Started
Spiritless,
Stagnant,
Without Any Feeling.....
Many Years Ago,
To The Suffering,
The Pain,
The Heart Stopping Hatred
That Drove Me Insane..
I Was A Zombie,
So Out Of My Head,
The Pills,
The Drink,
The Drugs,
The Shrink,
I Thought They Were Helping
To Try And Release Me,
From The Harrowing Hell
That Burned
Deep Inside Me..
Hypnotic Trance,
Shuffling Into Each Room,
I Hold My Arms Out Wide,
To Stop Me From Falling,
My Dark Evil Spirits
I Still Hear Them Calling..
I’ve Made It Back To My Room,
And Open The Door,
I Sink To My Knees
And Fall To The Floor,
Laid Out In Front Of Me
And All That I See,
Are My Babies Photos,
I Used To Remind Me..
There Meant To Help
And Get Me Through This,
But The Evil At Hand Is Starting To Use This,
To His Advantage He’s Making Them Speak,
He’s Making Them Talk,
The Hellbound Sadistic
Is Making Them Walk,
Around My Lifeless Body,
Whispering To Me ..
“Release The Spirits One More Time..
Pick Up The Razor And Score One More Line”
Sedated And Dreaming,
Not Having No Feeling,
I Listen To The Tear,
And Wait For The Damned Spirits To Disperse,
The Release Hits Me Like A Tornado,
I Gasp For Air,
Life Has Momentarily Returned,
I Say A Short Prayer
The Cut Breeds Life,
The Blood Runs Deep,
For Every Drug Or Pill I Eat,
Nothing Will Beat..
The Propulsion Of Life,
The Feeling Of Electricity Flowing Through My Veins,
I Have Returned,
Back Once Again..
The Hours Pass By,
My Wounds Are Now Healing..
I’m Back Where I Started
Spiritless,
Stagnant,
Without Any Feeling.....
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